“Fuck, I’m in trouble,” Justin yelled as he launched a pillow across the room.
Chapter Sixteen
Claire was sitting at the kitchen table when Lauren walked through the back door.
“Mom, I’m sorry I left without telling you, but I had to go make things right with Justin.”
“Good, I couldn’t bear to hear you cry like that again. Now go dry that hair before you get sick.”
The rain kept the customers away, and it gave Lauren too much time to fantasize about what she hoped Justin would do to her. She was brave and bold talking to Justin earlier, but as she got ready that evening she felt like a scared teenager. The night was especially important to her, so Lauren made herself look as sexy as possible. She left her glistening hair down and put on a lacy pink bra with matching panties under a hot pink, low-cut top and extremely short denim shorts.
Ashley convinced her to purchase the sexy undergarments on a shopping trip a few months earlier. She was saving them to wear when someone else would appreciate them. She never dreamed it would be that soon.
Lauren felt her stomach growling and remembered on the way to Justin’s that due to her nerves, she’d eaten very little all day. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Justin opened it and gave her a faint smile. Lauren felt his hand trembling when he took hold of hers. She found it sweet and was relieved to see she wasn’t the only one nervous.
There was a dim lamp on the nightstand, and a little light still shown in through the window. The guest house was small but had a cozy feel. A queen size bed centered one wall facing a TV, and there was also a love seat. Lauren noticed the pulled back comforter and felt her stomach do a cartwheel.
Justin patted a spot on the bed next to him as he sat. Lauren joined him and saw his eyes flash to her thighs, which were overly exposed. She thought she should feel a little guilt for manipulating him with sex appeal, but she didn’t. She knew what he wanted.
He swallowed hard before he spoke. “I have something to say, so please hear me out. I know our feelings for each other are unusually strong for meeting a week ago, but I believe the longer we wait, the better it’ll be for both of us when we make love, and like I said before, I need to believe you aren’t doing this to please me.”
“Although very sweet and sincere, I don’t think you’ve thought about the drawback to waiting. I don’t want you to move away right after we do it. I want more time with you, so we can do it more than once ... OK a bunch,” Lauren said with a mischievous grin. She hoped he’d take the bait.
“I told you I’m not going away to college.”
“Your emotions were running high. No matter what you choose to do after, I know getting that degree is important to you.”
“I’ll think about it,” Justin said.
Lauren fell back on the bed. “I want this, so will you stop being so exhausting, and kiss me already?”
Justin lay on his side next to her and ran his fingers along her cheek, down her arm, and to her thigh.
“Damn, you’re sexy, Lauren. As little as you’re wearing it shouldn’t leave much to the imagination, but it does.”
Lauren recalled how good Justin looked when he opened the door wearing a snug black t-shirt, blue jeans, and his hair still lightly wet from his shower. She wondered if the jeans were added protection from temptation. Lauren snuggled her face into his chest.
“Mmm ... you smell delicious. It makes me want you even more,” she said.
“You taste delicious,” Justin said before he straddled her. “And I’ve told you not to talk like that. I can’t resist you when you do.”
Lauren bit the corner of her bottom lip as she gazed up at him enticingly. “Then don’t.”
Justin swiftly pulled her shirt up over her head. Stunned from his sudden move, Lauren’s eyes filled with excitement.
Oh Yes! I didn’t expect him to cave this easily.
He leaned down and gently pulled on one of her nipples with his teeth through her bra before shifting his attention to the other one.
“You look so hot in this bra, but it has to go,” he said with a low growl. She leaned up and unhooked the pink lace, tossing it to the floor. He yanked his shirt off.
Still straddling her, he stroked her breasts and pulled on her hardened peaks before his greedy mouth was on them, sucking and teasing. Lauren felt chills race down her spine before a prickling sensation spread throughout her body. Her fists clenched and heels dug into the comforter as she let out an aching moan from the feel of his wet, hot tongue on her nipples.
Justin still held her captive beneath him as he unbuttoned her shorts, getting a shot of the lace on her pink panties. Lauren saw his expression change from a look of enjoyment to a feral intensity she hadn’t seen before.
In one swift move, he grabbed her clenched fists and pulled them above her head, holding them there firmly. He towered over her with a carnal stare. She’d never experienced anything so erotic, but quickly realized the amount of trust she’d handed over to him.
Still pinning her arms, he leaned down and seized her mouth, tangling his hot tongue with hers as desire rose and sweltered between them.
She’d never seen that level of voracity in him, and she liked it. She pulled her lips from his. “I want you, Justin. I want you inside of me,” Lauren said between gasps of air.
“Don’t say that. You’re making me want you so damn bad. I’ve never wanted anything in my life as much as I want you, but I told you it’s too soon,” Justin said with an intense stare as he hovered over her, still straddling her and holding her wrists. Lauren tried to free her arms as she pushed her hips up against him. She wanted them free, so she could get his jeans off and feel his searing skin against hers.
“Lauren, stop trying to feed my ravenous appetite,” he said slowly before he stopped moving. “We have to stop.” He paused, still locked with her gaze. “No—fuck it. I want you.” He seized her mouth once again, but stopped abruptly. “Dammit, Lauren. I have to stop. Shit.”
Lauren saw Justin coming out of his lascivious trance.
“I’m going to let go of your wrists. Don’t put them around me,” Justin ordered. Lauren’s arms dropped to her side. She felt defeated and had an irrefutable, aching need for his touch.
He climbed off and stood at the end of the bed. Never taking his eyes off of hers, he slowly pulled her shorts down to the edge and let them fall.
Lauren propped herself up on her elbows and gracefully slid one of her legs up toward her. She was posing for him in her little pink panties with her bare harden nipples at attention.
Justin studied every inch of her tantalizing body, from her piercing emerald eyes and wavy locks down to her sexy painted toes ... over and over. Lauren was confident he couldn’t resist her any longer. Watching him, she became lost in admiration over his broad, solid chest, muscular biceps, and rippling abs.
The widest, cheesiest grin she’d ever seen stretched across his face. “I don’t need to do one more sexual thing to you tonight because seeing this ... is me hitting the jackpot.” Justin held both arms out toward her with his palms up.
Lauren sat straight up. “No! I don’t want you to stop.”
“I’m sorry, young lady, but I told you earlier today how it was going to be, and I’m not going to let you entice me any further tonight.” Justin walked around to the side of the bed and took off his jeans. “You were right, I’m stubborn.”
“Then what do you call this?” she asked with exasperation, staring at his immense erection inside his boxer briefs and waving her hands toward him.
“This is called ‘me getting ready for bed’, so if you’re going to sleep with me, like you so threatened today, then you need to scoot that sexy, little ass of yours over, so I can get in.”
Lauren wanted to be angry but felt nothing but warmth for him. She suspected he planned his compromise earlier in the day to give her only a taste of what she wanted. She rolled her eyes and let out a heavy sigh.
“Fine.”
Justin turned off the light and climbed into bed. “I do need you to do something for me.”
Lauren felt her heart flutter. “OK, what?”
“Please don’t roll over. I can’t have your ass pressed against me, especially until this painful hard-on goes away.”
“I could take care of that, you know, and I’m not making any promises. I’m stubborn, too,” she said, poking her finger against his firm, sleek abs.
“Woman, you’re in big trouble when I finally have my way with you.” He rested his arm over her waist and gently kissed her cheek. “I’m glad you’re in my bed, Ms. Evans.”
Chapter Seventeen
Lauren awoke to the feeling of Justin pressed against her back. She sensed they hadn’t been asleep long and recalled him telling her not to roll over. She smiled thinking of her defiance. From the warmth and safety she felt, she finally understood why couples sleep in a bed together and spoon.
She became aroused feeling him against her, so she moved her butt further back, feeling his erection come to life. Unable to resist her urge, Lauren rolled over and made the decision to not back down until she got what she knew they both wanted. While skimming her fingertips slowly down his chest to his stomach, she kissed his neck.
He barely moved, so she licked and teased his ear as she traced the ripples on his stomach.
She felt his body stiffen. “Lauren, what are you doing?”
“This.” Letting go of all her fears she reached into his boxer briefs and wrapped her hand around his ready and willing dick.
“Shit, Lauren,” he said, groaning.
She glided her hand up and down, stroking him until she felt the wet drop of desire at his tip. She slowly circled her finger around it. “I know you want this. Please ... make love to me, Justin.”
He grabbed her by the back of her hair and pulled her face to his, kissing her with exuberant force before moving his red-hot, hungry mouth to her neck.
Rolling over on top of him, she lay her feverous flesh against his. The devouring of her neck and feel of his hands sliding down along her body only peaked her sexual desire. Her fingers delved into his hair before her nails raked along his scalp.
“I’m sorry, Justin, but I have to be this close to you.”
He flipped her over on her back before he climbed off the bed. He vigorously tore her panties to the floor and stripped his boxers.
“Lay still, Lauren,” he ordered as he turned on the lamp next to the bed. “If we’re doing this, then I want to see all of you.”
She could only take in short, shallow breaths.
It’s fucking hot when he orders me around.
Lauren knew he was hard as hell, but she heard aggravation in his voice. She tried to gauge his mood as she watched him reach in the nightstand and retrieve a condom.
“I bought these just for you. I had a feeling you were going to be persistent.” He ripped the package open and slipped it on.
He lay next to her on his side, kissing her fiercely as he guided his hand down her quivering stomach, sliding it between her hot, silky thighs. Gently, he inserted two fingers inside of her pure, wet depth and moved them in and out of her delicate flesh as he gently rubbed in a circular motion on her clit with his thumb. Lauren let go of Justin’s lips as a prolonged moan escaped her from the exquisite pleasure.
“God, Lauren, you’re practically dripping wet.”
“Please, don’t stop,” she gasped.
“I have to. You begged for something more, and I’m going to give it to you.”
Justin rolled onto her, gazing into her captivating, green eyes that seduced him at first glance. Relief washed over her when she saw all the tenderness he’d shown before come flooding back into his eyes.
“You’re the most beautiful woman,” he said as he cupped her head.
She realized it was really going to happen and couldn’t control her trembling body.
“Lauren, are you absolutely sure this is what you want?” he asked.
“Yes,” she whispered, gliding her hand through the side of his hair.
“You have to promise you’ll stop me if I’m hurting you.”
“I promise.”
He planted a feathery kiss to her forehead, cheek, and neck as he gently pushed himself inside of her and stilled. She tensed as a burning pain shot through her core. Easing after a several seconds, she tugged on his arms so he’d go in further. Slowly, he entered her more. Lauren watched Justin’s eyes snap shut as he let out a groan.
“Baby, you’re wrapped so tight and warm around me.”
She felt herself opening up and was only uncomfortable briefly before a magical pleasure took over her body, inch by inch. Lauren wrapped her arms around his neck and felt the heat emanate off of him as she tugged him harder toward her.
Justin slid the rest of the way into her soft, depth of pleasure, moving along her friction again and again. “Fuck, Lauren, I can hardly take how good you feel.”
She closed her eyes and focused on the feel of their sultry skin magnetized to each other. They moved with a sensual, fluid rhythm as Lauren cherished the physical bond between them, knowing they couldn’t be any closer.
As a serpent of tingling pleasure wound and wove its way through every strained fiber of her being, she clenched his contoured biceps, moaning with striking elation as she came. Having given all of herself to him, she floated in dreamlike ecstasy.
Lauren’s rippling muscles contracted around him as he thrust into her one last time, colliding him against her shuddering release. Justin stilled in her deep tightness as he climaxed, spilling the heady passion he’d held in for days.
His cumbersome breath and languished body fell on her. Sweat bound them together as Justin laid kisses along her neck and ran his hands through her thick hair.
She relished in the feel of his powerful heartbeat against hers. At that precise moment, she wanted time to stand still.
“I want to do this with you forever,” she whispered.
Chapter Eighteen
Lauren awoke from her restful sleep to the smell of bacon. She found she was alone in the bed, so she grabbed her bra and panties and tiptoed to the bathroom. She needed to clean herself up and look in a mirror before she let Justin see her.
When she exited the restroom, he was standing in front of her, smiling in his boxer briefs with a look of contentment. They fit snug on his thighs, showing his toned physique.
Lauren blushed as he eyed her from head to toe.
“I, um, cooked breakfast.”
“Thank you, I’m starving. I was too nervous yesterday to eat.”
He frowned. “You should’ve told me last night, and I would’ve fed you.”
“No complaints. Last night was perfect.”
He linked his arms around her waist and smiled down at her. “Yes it was.”
“I’ll eat with you, but then I have to get home. Unfortunately, I work on the weekend, remember?”
“Yes, I remember, and I’m finding I don’t like it very much.”
“I find myself wishing the time away until I can see you again,” she said.
Lauren refrained from dressing. She didn’t find it particularly fair to put her clothes on since she was subjected to viewing Justin’s irresistible body. While eating, Lauren could tell he was struggling not to stare at her cleavage. He became quiet, and from his intense gaze she guessed not getting dressed was having an effect on him.
“Are you finished eating?” he asked.
Taking her last bite of bacon, she gave him a nod. Justin walked over to her and took hold of her hand, pulling her up into a tight embrace.
“I have to say, that was some trick you played on me last night. Was that planned when we went to sleep?”
“No, actually you started it,” she answered.
Justin threw his head back in laughter. “Oh, I have to hear this one.”
“Well, umm ... you were somewhat hard up against my back, and it turned me
on. I mean, a girls gotta help a guy out, so I got it where it needed to be.” She let out a loud giggle before she bashfully leaned into his chest.
“Funny, Lauren. If I remember correctly, I told you not to roll over for that very reason.”
“And how long did you expect me to wait?”
Justin chuckled but then turned silent for a bit. “I’d like to say I wish we waited, but I can’t. That was … incredible. Did I hurt you? Are you very sore?”
“It wasn’t painful for long. I’ll probably be sore later, but I feel good right now. Thank you for being gentle with me.”
“I’m glad I didn’t hurt you too much. I’ve had quite a few impure thoughts this morning, especially with you parading around all sexy and shit, so you better get dressed and go.” Justin swatted her on the butt and pointed to her clothes on the floor.
She giggled again while walking to the bed. His witty, flirty words got her excited. With an alluring look, she sat on the very edge of the bed and crossed her long legs, posing once more for him.
“I guess I could stay a little longer.”
Justin’s eyes locked with hers, and he was on her immediately.
When they finished feeding their urges, Lauren lay with her head on his chest. “I want to do this with you forever,” she said once again with a sigh.
“I don’t want you to leave my bed. Your skin feels amazing.”
“I don’t want to leave. Do you have any plans tomorrow?”
“No, why?”
“Just mapping out when I might see you again,” she said, tracing the contours of his abs with her finger.
“I hope soon,” he said as he flinched and laughed.
She got up and dressed while Justin slipped on his boxer briefs. When she walked outside and turned around, he was standing at the door, reaching up to grab the top of the doorframe. She watched him stretch, awakening every heavenly muscle of his pecs, abs, and powerful arms. Lauren wasn’t naive. She knew he was doing it on purpose, especially when he gave her a whopping grin.
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